the MTA
Scorching, screeching - the sound of the wheels...
People's faces indifferent, empty, almost stupid.
Suddenly everything comes to a halt.
"There's congestion ahead of us.
We will be moving shortly."
But do we ever move forward,
Not according to my watch.
We are stuck in suspense.
Day in, day out, same routine.
Nothing really changes.
God bless the MTA.